:: Julie Jensen
Poems Like Stein
Sunday Dinner
It´s once a week and it´s always going it´s fancy and it´s fancy because of who is there and it´s for everyone comfortable that´s why it´s special and that´s why it can´t happen now. Now who is there isn´t, everyone scattered after a mad dash it was his mad dash. He had to leave and those fancy red glasses on the table are no longer for milk or ice to be put in to, in pieces it all is pieces in pieces become.
A puzzle never put back together, probably no longer goes--together it was a round table and home cooked and conversation happy conversation always and reconnecting connecting. Disconnected by time there is no control no control as we think we control. There is a temporary thing an image once a week it was.
Miss Sidnee Miss Kitty
She runs to the door and I run she chases and talks and after she sits with me and looks and she looks nicely and realizes home for a while. She´ll be content as long as no shoes go on we´re fine. She likes me close by and close she turns her head upside down to look at the world, the world may look nicer that way is her half the time perspective she has her perspective does her well and she stretches her body young, in spirit she says is nice she´s a nice other half, better half I would consider saying as I have to go and she notices the shoes closer to my feet and her feet gently scurry scurrying back when friendly the shoes come off.
Black Cowboy Boots
Start with oil pastels and the memory was a lot of things and it opened a can of worms and I guess I´ll go eat them and a reminder of someone who is a reminder of something that can´t be explained and all the worms can´t be described and in describing you´ll publicly admit and this probably is harmful to your image. You can´t see but it is there do you want to put the lid on before someone sees see if you can quiet the thoughts and feelings feeling cheated by cheating you it doesn´t matter that image is only that.
And is it easier to have the lid anyways but the pressure will become too much maybe not healthy and just being will free you can wear those cowboy boots black cowboy boots, lots of turquoise jewelry your boots you step lightly in you´re stepping serene over and mother earth that kisses the souls of your soul and your souls of your boots that you wear those boots. Maverick mother earth smiles at you not your boots and turquoise just you not image, you which happens appearing in black cowboy boots and turquoise perfect it´s perfect if you perfect of you. Any get up, getting you up you simply is shine not the oil pastels memories or an idea an idea of any created image.
Feedback
It´s touchy and it´s easier not to and to is open it´s uneasy the options. Feedback not wanting to hear to be nice to negative not easy and supportive seems not. It´s about time you don´t hear feedback that is easier to not hear easier to keep your negative but negative your negative too much.
To you anyways to nicely put it that isn´t easy less energy spent to say nothing, nothing to your nothing of supporting. Friend of friend just someone really not really someone preferred, cornered keep things conservative for your sake and the friend of friend to someone else´s preference.
Keep that that I don´t want take it taken back your words keep that.
Scholar an expired carton of milk no desire for milk, calcium is needed pills fulfill that that fulfilling the only fulfilling done by pills, swallowing pills. Strictly business not personal longer expired emotions imprint from the womb from you. I didn´t say you said and you came back and said about holding a baby baby a few minutes new baby. Someone like you feedback your feedback taken back your words feed back to you.
Eyes
To mine yours mine up and down up down to the floor after connected, not always connected not really half the time.
Straight on not to some are fine some I´d rather not when I did and yours connected and some can be harsh hardness burns holes in my head is in my head and why leaving it alone isn´t enough a head ache comes back.
To those some do have different glances and glasses nicely she took off taking away cover they shine shine she knows mentions of the looks and offers frequently smiling with them hidden, unhidden you´ll notice them more.
Shoes
Pin striped pajamas maroon faded white stripes and comfier than naked and one shoe the other not found finding no others found to be comfy. Out the window climb up out the window to bushes the silver boat against the house it used to be on the grass in the summer the grass turned yellow, we can still spell it and jumped off the boat one shoe on the other on dirt and rocks on the street fresh pavement tar stained.
Serenade actually named that that I love when I woke up finally sleeping being awake seeing in the dark that song played over and over over over, awake and why did only one shoe make it? The other at home? So many shoes why not shoes why shoe not shoes not barefoot--shoe. Uneven isn´t comfortable that comfortable shoe.
Windy Nights
It´s the wind that causes it and when they leave together and go go and dinner planned. The wind gets stronger she watches out the window nervous hers won´t be. Brothers and sisters aren´t a thought if the parents it´s the parents the children will leave.
Wake up a breeze left over nice breeze over the trees the flowers he put there, not for anyone--him. Without him they no longer the wind blows over it´s problem flowers and the parents. Dinner important for every so often the wind often when dinner.
© Julie Jensen 2004